A Life Debt Repaid

Chapter 1370

Chapter 1370

Gilbert fell back on his seat just then, too furious to say a word.

Ken Loggins, who sat beside him, said, "Sam, your father's still in the hospital and the company's a mess—you

shouldn't mess with us right now. We are trying to find a solution, but there's just nothing we can do right now."

"Once again, I'm here in earnest to manage Saunderia. I’m not here to mess around," Sam said bluntly. "Why else

do you think a playboy like me would sit with you geezers for so long, suffering your contempt?"

Quinn watched as the twentyish board members scowled.

They were elite business folk, only for Sam to call them geezers!

Sam took no notice-or never realized that they were all glowering at him-and continued without a care. "Since none

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of you have any solutions, why not try what I suggested?"

"Because it's not worth trying!" Gilbert could not help snapping right then.

"Why not? Anything is possible," Sam said confidently. "For that man you spoke of, the superiority of his position and

the fact that he's our business rival are the reasons he won't cooperate. What if he isn't?"

"What do you mean by 'what if he isn't'?" Gilbert scoffed, having no patience for Sam at all.

"Can't we just buy his intellectual property?" Sam asked." Since our core technology is suspect, we could just

acquire new tech. If that director is the leading global authority, we can just partner with him or offer a joint

venture for our car project. Those cars would end up as scrap metal in the end, or am I wrong?"

The room turned silent as the board members seemed to be stunned by Sam's whimsical words.

However, there was no question that this was a solution.

On the other hand, their solutions were confined to how they should sell their new energy powered cars and to

have the public acknowledge that there were no issues with their technology. A joint venture had never crossed

their minds- if the other side agreed to it, their technological issues would be resolved by themselves.

And with a better team working on their tech, they might even increase sales!

Gilbert more or less agreed to Sam's idea but still asked, “ Even if that's our way out, what guarantee do we have

that Damian Craig would say yes?"

"What guarantee?" Sam asked in return, shrugging. "There's none in anything, is there? Or are you suggesting that

we shouldn't do it just because we don't have any? In that case, has anyone anticipated the quality of the cars we

produced to be called into question? That the financial pressure could be a cause for our bankruptcy?! Nothing is

ever guaranteed— the only thing we can do is try!"

None of the board members argued at that, as they all suddenly agreed with Sam's statement.

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After a long silence, one of them suddenly said, "I concur with the acting chairman's opinion-that there's no

guarantee of success. Ironically, there's a guarantee of failure if we take no action."

"Me too. Let's put together a proposal and prepare for negotiations."

"I must admit..." One of the board members suddenly sighed. "Young men have a more active imagination

compared to ours. We've been banging our heads against a brick wall to resolve those two issues, only for you to

resolve them with relative ease."

"It's yet to be resolved." Gilbert certainly did not forget to tone down the hype. "No one knows if this would work at

all!"

"Stop raining on the young man's parade already," one of the board members reasoned. "Our issue with the capital

is already resolved, and that at least ensures the company's operations stays on track. Leave the rest to the kid-

heck, it's time we retire!"